”“Say it properly.” his breath was cool on Cindy's hot and wet mound.“... This is incest. Uncle Jeremy.”“And that turns you on, doesn't it...”“No!” she gasped as his tongue entreated entry on her hot snatch.“No?” he returned.“It's your,” he struggled to speak, the combined senses of her uncle's touch and the sheer wrongness of the situation was too much to handle. “It's your cock. It's so big, and the smell makes me dizzy.”“So that's it?”“Yes! Don't stop. I fucking hate your guts, but I can't. They were also both damn sexy and pretty, which they seemed to know, showing off their young bodies often with provocative clothing.Flory that day was wearing a sexy summer dress, low-cut and with a nice bra to push her tits together to reveal her nice cleavage. Anda had on a tight, button-down blouse, which she had unbuttoned enough to reveal her cleavage as well. With that, she was wearing a loose, short skirt that showed off her nice legs. Actually, Flory had nice legs as well, with an ass. He certainly had enjoyed the pursuit and the conquest of the attractive thirty-seven year old, but now that she was his, the challenge was over. He still enjoyed her body which she gave to him enthusiastically, but he felt just a tinge of disappointment that she had actually been so easy. She was, of course, intellectually his inferior, but then any woman would be. The two teens, the babysitter and Rachel had offered no challenge at all. It had been fun seducing Helen, each day driving the. . and time stood still. I took in every detail of this familiar room as if for the first time - the object of my long unrequited affection was hot, wet and completely naked merely a few strides away. The room was dimly lit; only a solitary, warm light above the shower had been left on. The air was thick with steam but that wasn't why I was having trouble breathing. Fogged up glass blurred her form but I could see her hands were lathering shampoo in her breathtaking copper-coloured curls. I.